Karen Nazor HillIt’s official. It’s the holiday season.
At the house I share with my husband, it begins with decorating Tilleigh-Evie Boulevard and William’s Candy Cane Lane – the piece of wooded property that connects our yard to that of our daughter’s, Kacee, and her children – Tilleigh, Evie and William.
Tilleigh-Evie Boulevard, named after our granddaughters, is a horseshoe-shaped path intersected by William’s Candy Cane Lane.
Yes, it’s cheesy as all get out. But Tilleigh, Evie and William love it. And so do I. It’s symbolic of my own childhood, my children’s childhood and now my grandchildren’s. It’s all about love, fun and happiness.
The hundreds of lights, the inflatables, a miniature “city” and huge wooden cutouts with every family member’s name decorate the path. Every year, I add something new. This year’s additions – so far – are two inflatables – a reindeer and a 4-foot snowman. They joined a 15-foot snowman and a 20-foot Santa. Despite the display’s overall tackiness, it’s something our family enjoys and so does everyone who visits us.